Aya AU: meeting Cat

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan is hanging out near the station, waiting for Aya to get off work. Every now and then his hair makes a semi-disgruntled mrrp? noise. The reason for that is the small black cat who is not in the cat carrier at his feet.

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[mitochondriaaya]

Aya was late. Only by about five minutes or so though, sop she hadn't bothered calling. She just made sure to hit the floor running when she came out of the showers. "Jesus I'm sorry have you been waiting long?" she asked as she skipped down the steps of the precinct.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Little while." Dilan says, "But we're doing fine." Mrrp.

There are eyes, Aya. Little, yellow, slit-pupil eyes peering out of dreadlocks.

[mitochondriaaya]

"I'm sorry..." she reached up to stroke Dilan's cheek in apology, then was utterly distracted by the eyes. "Oh you brought her! Hello you!"

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan leans into the petting, and so does Cat. "Yes, I did. Aya, Cat. Cat, Aya."

Cat leans out on Dilan's shoulder to nuzzle Aya's fingers.

[mitochondriaaya]

Hey, she had two hands, that was just the right number to apply proper petting to all and sundry! "God she's tiny." she sighed happily. Yes, she was an utter sucker for small and fuzzy things.

"And adorable" she assured the little thing.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Oh, she's up there in ugliest cat ranges." Dilan says with perfect honesty, "But she's my ugly cat, and I love her."

[mitochondriaaya]

"She can still be adorable." Aya assured easily. "Just look at her..." tiny, soft, friendly, fuzzy...the list could probably go on.

"You're a good pet owner." she chuckled, the petting pausing just long enough for a quick kiss.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Mmm." Dilan sighs happily into the kiss - the man likes the way women taste - and then says, "I try. She knows I love her, she loves me, we work it out together. Want to hold her?"

[mitochondriaaya]

She liked how Dilan was enthusiastic about kissing without being...idiotic. It could easily grow addictive, that combination. Something like shock ran across her face at the offer though. "...may I?" she wasn't certain if she was asking Dilan or Cat that.

"She won't...run away or anything?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Sure." He reaches up and hefts his cat, she could comfortably sit in his cupped palms, to offer, "And no. She knows where her carrier is, if she gets tired of being out she'll just head right back into it. She's not a terribly curious cat."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I thought curious was part of defining a cat..." Aya mused, voice just a little nervous as she carefully scooped Cat from Dilan's hands. If it was any consolation she'd been like this the first time she held a kid too. She'd get over the 'I'm going to break this thing' stage eventually.

Once Cat was safely cradled against her chest, Aya beamed...and risked a glance away from the feline and back up at Dilan.

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan is smiling down at both of them softly, "Eh. Cat had a hard kittenhood, I think she's done with poking into dangerous things."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Hey, that's a very good reason." she sighed, some of the smile fading in favor of a very soft, protective look. "Smart girl..." she assured the top of Cat's head.

[sliceitwithwind]

He arrives at the gym later, with a bag of swim gear, and watches what's still going on.

[mitochondriaaya]

There wasn't much still going on. Aya was down on the mats with a few other seasoned cops. Together with the gym instructor they seemed to be...comparing notes? Discussing things seriously at least. When one or the other of the group noticed the spare civilian, Aya lifted her head and waved him over.

[sliceitwithwind]

He waves back and moves toward them with loose, casual, not-a-fighter movements.

[mitochondriaaya]

Most of the group watched him, then dismissed him in favor of finishing up and leaving. That left Aya standing next to a man that was almost as short as she was. She slipped an arm around Dilan's waist when he arrived and grinned. "Dilan, Nara. Nara, Dilan. He's my guest for the evening."

Nara...blinked. "Right"

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan waves a bit at Nara before wrapping his arm around Aya's shoulders, "Hi. Pleased to meet you."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Nara owns this gym." she offered simply. "And he's almost as crazy as us cops." she teased, then started guiding Dilan towards the lockers.

Nara mock-glared at their backs for a moment then grinned "Pleased to meet you too, Dilan. Enjoy yourselves." he'd grill Aya later.

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan waves again, cheerfully, as he's led off and he leans down, "I like him."

[mitochondriaaya]

"He's hard not to like." she admitted, standing on tiptoe to mock-whisper in his ear "Unless you're one of his special projects. Then you whimper when you see him." she laughed.

"Alright, mens locker room there." she nudged him with a hip "Through the blue door in the back to the pool. You'll hits stairs before the pool though, it's a level down."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Right. See you down there, then." he kisses her gently and then turns to go get dressed.

[mitochondriaaya]

She lingered a moment, watching the mens room door swing close, then shifted her gaze down the hall to the grinning Nara. She was going to hear about kissing people in the gym later, she just knew it. Oh well.

With a cheerful grin she went off to change into her training suit and dash down to the pool. Belated she realized that maaaaybe she should have picked up a better suit.

Maybe.

Oh well. She'd live.

[sliceitwithwind]

Needless to say, Dilan did not pick out his suit.

He comes out later, having made sure he's cleaned of anything that might clog the pool. (it's a scientist thing. When given a shower, they SHOWER.)

[mitochondriaaya]

Meh, Aya used the rinse showers for a moment by the poolside? They were cold though. By the time Dilan came out she was at the pool edge, doing leg lifts with ankle weights on. Training killed time?

...but that was a distracting bathing suit. Very. Ummm. Not black. Or gray. "...wow. I've never seen you in blue I think."